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[Intro]This goes out to all them hustlersEverybody out there making them ends meetI ain`t mad at`chaJE y`all, this goes out to everybodyThis goes out to ya, this goes out to ya (This goes out)This goes out to ya, this goes out to ya (I`m telling you this goes out)This goes out to ya, this goes out to ya(This goes out, hey)This goes out to ya, this goes out to ya(Oh, oh, oh, oh)Some people sleep five to a bedThree at the feet, two at the topSo I really can`t talk about how they should liveWhen I know in my heart, if it came down to itI`d be getting down the same as themSee Lord, tryna hustle Must be something that was heaven sentA lot of rent, wouldn`t it pay Without this trade that we call hustlin`1 - This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out to the girls in the street That going all out just so their kids can eat But I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes outI used to be at that pointGoing on the road doin` things That I know just wasn`t rightAnd now I`m looking backI`m not afraid just tell itNo I never did shut up But I can tell you thenI`d rather take a bullet in my head Than leave my family unfedAnd that`s the way it is This goes out to my homies, yeahRepeat 1[Big Duke]Uh, uh, uhAy yo, I welcome the struggle like I welcome the hustleFind the right one, take it and bubble, that`s on the muscleI ain`t giving in, I`m trying to winAnd if I gotta get my hands a little dirtyThen I`m sorry for sinBut the Fed` don`t understand, ain`t breadSo brothers have to learn and bake to make breadChicks use their ass and shake to make breadBut I ain`t made at cha` shorty, keep them kids fed[Joe Blak]This goes out to my whole 5-81 clickI often reminisce when we just dreamed of thisRich cars, fine homes, girls with nice tonesDime pieces standing in line to show us their thongsWent from riding six deep in a little ass jeepTo Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the streetsWe gon` ball `till we fall cause we fadin` `em allPut your glasses in the air, this goes out to y`allRepeat 1My homiesYou can`t touch meIf you don`t really know meThis goes out to my homiesYou can`t touch meIf you don`t really know meThis goes out to my homiesYou can`t touch meIf you don`t really know meThis goes out to my homiesYou can`t touch meIf you don`t really know me

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